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The Little Girl and Her Flowers.
A little girl one morning bent
Over a flower bed rlghlng;
Her Le.n with grief wis aurely rent,
To Bee ber favorites dying.
Her loving mnttaer saw her weep,
Ana when she beard her reasons,
tine aaled her If she thought to keep
TJjobo flowers through all the scasoos?
The child replied: "Ah I well I knew,
When I did mowt adore them.
That tbey roust die when rough winds blew,
And eprcad the cold frost o'er them t
"But, oh my mother I sad and strange,
Is the way that death bereaves us 1
As ssj es the los. Is the fearful change,
In each loved thing that leaves us.
"Whenmj father and my sister died
"Twas thus that death proi ceded I
We, 1m fiur Borrow, were denied
All that our fond love heeded.
"From their dear eyes, oh crnel theft I
The wondr us light was stolen;
And nouitht but ghastly mirrors left,
Itellectlng ours so Bwollen.
"All thine our loving hearts could find,
Wlih a greedy je he spied them:
And left such frightful th'ngs behind.
That wo In the earth did hide them,
"And thus It Is for tho flowers I mourn;
Ilad they left me In their brightness
I calmly could my loss have burue,
Though my heart had loat Its lightness."
Then said the mother: "Dearest child,
If thus lur Joys dipa'ted,
Life were a daik and dieary wild,
Aud hope were broken hearted,
"But surely as we plve the grave
All that tho earth inherits,
So must the heavenly regions have
The pure, etherlal spirits,
"View the dewdrop on tho B'd,
Or on tho Joyous blossom,
Pure as the tube the hand of Ood
Lnys on the muther's bosom. ,
"Now mark, my child: the early sun
The blossom's pride lusy gather;
The infant, rre one day Is done,
May meet Its heavenly father.
"Thus everything that's pnr and bright
Is trom the earth ascending:
Clambering up the beams of light,
With nothing HI attending.
"Oh. we on Nature's face should gaze,
In holy tnift abiding,
As children to their mother raise
Tneir looks of fond confiding.
J'Thus ci uld we In this life destroy,
Much of our earthly sorrow.
And glorious hopes of future Joy
From eviry object borrow."
Woodside Papers No. 1.
"Well there, Susnu ! I confess I am thor
oughly dUappinttd 1"
Poor little Mrs. Pay-son I Iler face grew verj
long when fche heard this remark. She had
swept ami garnished her littlo home, in antici
pation of this visit from her mother's sister
Aunt Keziah; and now sho bad como way up to
the Groeu Mountain Stale, and had beon
shown perhaps with fome degree of pride on
Mrs. PayHon's part over the neat, new house,
with its tasteful luruiture and pleasant sur
rotmdlugs; had taken a seat at tho bay wiudow;
looked out upon the green folds and hills, and
tho churniing village, half a mile away, and
then to thiuk lhat hho should bo "thoroughly
disappinted." Bat when Mrs. Payson man
aged to look through tho teats that filled her
eyes, she found Aunt Kezlnh smiling; and sho
was soon relieved by tho remark: "Yes, Susan,
I'm disappinted 1 They told me down where
I've bin, that I was comin' into n howlin' wil
dernesi; that yon probably lived iu a log bouse,
and your husband worg bluo drillin' all the
time 'caiiho he's a farmer and you was prob.
ably fho miltB from stores ami poi-tofllce; but
hero I bo, in the cuteBt house, neat as a pin;
with tho villago so near and everything so
nice," "There, Aunt, I'm so tbanklull I
thought vou vote disappointed in another way.
I think I have a pleasant home. I am glad
you like it. But they suy thore's a skeleton in
every house, aud I might as well couless that
there is one hero. It will muku its appearance,
on the supper lablo."
"Bless me I I should think that was a queer
place fur u skilelou; I behove folks generally
keep em in u cutset, wini Aunt itezlnu. I
"Mine is in iho closet part uf the time," re
plied Mis l'aysou, laughing, as it conch stop-
ped at the door, ami sho Went to welcome mi j
uuexpecltd isitor. She had never stou her t
husband's auut, Mrs, Mary Drown, but she
had heard tif lur; for Mrs, Ilrowu h'td been a
,imtli.i til ltfr Vii uynn utti 1 liia nwn mnd.nK '
dled;l hence, "My Auut Mary" had been
quott d in place ol the fnr-fauteJ "My Mother."
who IB alwuys Mioh a superior cook. Mrs.
I'nysou tccoguiznd tho plensant-f ,ced, eray-
huired woman ns soon us sho stepped from tho ,
couch, aud guvo her u heutty welooiue, congmt
ultttiug herself Unit sho was so well prepared
to receive, lit r. I
Mrs. Drown aud Aunt Jvezlah had a chance i
lu lcuwuji, mi;,imiiiiii'm ...ilia luuu ucvu nun
preparing ton, When they were stated at the
table, Aunt Keiah looked around with such n '
solemn cuuuteiiaucti that Mrs, Paysou was '
oblistd to nt down tho teapot utid laugh. No!
wonder Auut Iwi.ih was puzzltd. There were .
uico looking biscuits; butter in "gilt-edged"
as one could desire; oake and cookies "doue to '
a turn" at d honey "at for a king." i
"I shall have to explain to yon, Auut
Mary," said Mrs. Piiysou, "Vou boo, I have
passable Lot biscuits, but many peoplo cannot
cat hot biscuit, and I am sorry to say I cannot
make good bread, I have tried hop yeast and
potatoji ml, ami milk yeast aud buttermilk
bread, but it's uo two. Cold biscuits aro uot
nice, aud 1 do not call inlue stipertlue, anyway,
Desides, it's u leal ttial in summer to build up ,
a baking tiro In torn tea. I told Auut Keziah, ,
that us tbey say there's a skeleton iu every
house, sho should see mine on the tea-table;'
and here it is I" aud Mrs. l'aysou lifted u cover
and disclose,! n plate of very poor looking bread
of the "open woik" pattern.
"Well, well, wife, I am glad you have at I
last found a suitable name for tbat slulV. Vou ,
see, Auut Kcziab, my wife is n capitul woman,
but it is a fact that she seldom hat a good lot
of bread; and I, with many other mru, have1
groaned with dyspepsia aud disgut iu coqse-1
uence, s.uu air. raysou.
"I thiuk you must hava done most o your .
groaning vtbeu you wero atouo, snui uis wue,
"but I expect to be as wise as serpent in a
short time, for 1 am going to learu ever so 1
much from my visitors." ,
Aunt Keztab bad settled back, very tuuon ri
lievtd alter sotiiiff the bread, "Bless you 1
Susan," laid she, "you should rejoice if that is
all the skiletun youcauscaruup; for to-morrow
night you shall have some tiptop brmd, and
yet show I unto yon a still better way,"
Tux Flics" ok Dhunkaium. Experiments
made by Or. Uuassaiguol, of Brest, show that
tho flesh of drunkards it uot more inflamma
ble Alter deatn than the flesh of those who have
been abstemious; even wbeu soaked for sewral
day in alcohol, tt barn with diflkulty.
Beautiful Twin Brides.
A Chicago paper says these pleasant words
about some beautiful Western twin brides: We
bad tho pleasure to see the newly-made twin
brides at the Gibson house last night, and must
confess that a more perfect exemplification of
the French story ot Glrofle-Girofla could hardly
exist. They were at supper with their husbands
last night when we saw them, and a nice little
tea party the four made. The bride-grooms are,
brothers, but not twins. It is not often in a life
time that one is permitted to see two brothers
married tot win sisters. The husbands are easily
distinguished tho one from the other. Tho elder
one wears full whiskers, while the younger has
simply a moustache. The trouble to be appre
hended Is in the sameness of the wives, and
a very pretty sameness it is. To use a homely
but trite phrase, they are as like as two peas.
To describe the one, would be to descibe doth.
They are of medium size, perfect brunettes,
dress cxactlyalike, and seem to be about twenty
years old. Beauty has richly endowed these
fair brides, and placed its dimpled seal in the
cheeks of each. How, in the order of human
passion, it came to pass that either of the hus
bands could fall in love with his wife without
falling in love at the same time with her sister,
pastes our understanding. It has been suggested
tbat the Morgan brothers fell in love with both
the Stuart sisters, and, to settle tho matter, put
their sweethearts in a bag, shook 'em up, and
drew cuts for the one that came out first.
We suppose they know, but we don't see how
either ot them knows to which one of the twins
he is married. They came in to supper, and by
judicious adjustment were seated each at the
right hand of her husband. When they went
out of the dining room one couple was allowed
to get some distance in advance before the other
started, to prevent confusion.
A Mother's Home. Tbo most perfect home
I ever saw was in n little house, into the sweet
incense of whose fires went no costly things.
Hix hundred dollars served for a year's living
of a father, a mother, and three children. Bat
tbe mother was a ere dor of home, and her re
la ions with her children were the most beau
ti ul I have ever seen. Even a dull and com
monplace man was lifted up and enabled to do
work for souls by tbe atmosphere which this
woman created. Every inmate of her house
involuntarily looked into her face for tbe key
note of tbe day, and it always rang clear. From
the rosebud or tbe clover leaf, which in spite
of her housework, she always put by our plates
at breakfast down to the essay or story she had
on hand to be read or discussed in the evening,
there was no intermission of ber influence.
She always has been and always will be my
ideal of a mother, a wife. If to her quick brain,
loving heart, and exquisite tact had been added
the appliance of wealth and the domain of wider
culture, hers would have been absolutely the
ideal home. As it was, it is the beBt I have ever
seen. It has been more than twenty years
since I crossed its threshold. I do not know
whether she is living or not. But as I see
nonse after bouse in wntcn lathers, mothers,
and children are dragging out their lives in a
haphazard alternation of listless routine and
unpleasant collision, I always think with a sigh
of that little cottage by tho sea shore, and the
woman who was the " light thereof," and I
find in tho face of many women and ohildren,
bb plainly written and as sad to see as in the
daily newspaper columns of " Personals "
" Wanted A Home." Ex.
Advice to Ladies. In marrying, make your
own match; do not marry any man to get rid of
him, or to oblige him, or to save him. The
man who would go to destruction without you
will quite as likely go with you, aud drag
you along. Do not marry in haste, lest you re
pent at leisure. Do not marry for a homo and
a living, when by taking care of your health you
can be strong enough to earn your own living.
uo not let aunts, miners, or motners sell you
for monoy or a position into bondage, tears, and
life-long misery, which you alone must endure.
Do not place yourself habitually in the company
of any suitor until you havo decided the ques
tion of maniage; human wills are weak, and
people often become bewildered, and do not
know their error until it is too late. Get away
from their influence, settle your head, make up
your mind alone. A promise may be made in
a moment of sympathy, or oven half delirious
ccstaoy, which must be redoemed through years
of sorrow, toil aud pain. Do not trust your
happiness in the keeping of one who has no
heart, no head, no health. Beware of insane
blood. Do not rush thoughtlessly, hastily,
into wedded life, ooutrary to tho couuol of your
best friend-i. Love can wait; that which can
not wait is something of a very different char
acter. Origin or "Undkk thk Bosk." Tho cus
tom of making the rose a symbol of silence or
secrecy seems to date back as far an the six
teenth century, as it is mentioned by Newton
in his Herbal to the Jtlble, published in 15S7,
us follows: "I will heero adde a common
country custom that is used to be done will)
tbe roe. When pleasant aud merry compan.
ions doe friendly meoto together to make goode
cheere, ns soon ns tboir feast or binket is
ended, they give faithful promise mutually one '
to another that whatsoever hath been merrily i
spokou by nuy in that assembly should bo
wrapped up in silence and not carried out of ,
the doores. For tbo assuratico and perform- ,
nuce whereof, tho tearmo which they use is,
tbat all things there said must be taken as ,
spoken under tho rose. Whereupon they use i
iu thoir parlors and dining roomes to hang
roses over their tables, to put the compame in I
memotie of secresie, and not rashly or indis
crettly to clatter and blub out what tbey heere. I
Likewise if they chaunce to shew any tricks, I
wanton, uuhiraefast, immodest, or irreverent
behaviour, either by word or deed, they pro
testing that all was spoken under tho rose, do
give a strait charge and pass a covenant of
silence and secrecy with the hearers, mid the i
same shall 'uot bo hlowue abro id, uor tattled ,
on the streets anione, nuy others." )
I
Tun H'omun's Journal talks in this wnv:
Tho theory that women should be educated to
Do clinging ami depeudont, is so coutiuually
roluted by the fHOisof daily life, that it is amaz
ing how auy intelligent man or woman c in
maintain it. When the Atlantic stranded noon
the rooks of Nova Gcotia. last year, not a single
woman t scaped. When the Schiller was wrecked 1
last month, fifty-two mall lugs aud a number I
of male passengers wete picked up, but ouly
uuai'uiau. nuru iuu lUiml!U cnurcu was
burned recently at nohoke, we tire told that
out of sixty-six victims, all nut seven were wo
men of from tlfteeu to tweuty-ttvoxaraof ago.
It l-i so in every such disaster. The surface
gloss of a super filial gallautry ditappeait in too
hour of extremity, Iu every btern emergency
of life tho cry is no louger, "give place to the
ladies," nor even "love your neighbor as your
self." But it is "since ouiiu7," "every man
for himself," and "the deul take tho hind
most. "
"Tiikbk is uo rule without an exception, my
son." "Ob, isn't there, pa? A man must al
ways be present while he la beiug shaved."
'.'My dear, hadn't you better send this child to
bedr lie's too clever," I
A Boot-Black's Ambition.
A story comes from Portsmouth by the sea
of a boy such as we read of. The life of this
youth began in " low estate." He was a New
York gamin, and was wont to hail the passer
by In the City Hall Park with "Shine, mister;
fl'i cents?" Of course he bad no father and
no mother, and was given to sleeping in dry
goods boxes and obtaining his sustenance at a
cheap coffee nud cake saloon. His taste was
never improved to any extent. In summer
time he often wandered off to watering-places
and got all the benefit of a fashionable vacation
by industriously applying the blacking brush
on the boots of visitors.
Last winter he set up his box on tbe corner
of Barnum's Hippodrome, and when the great
moral show set forth for its summer tour, be
went along with it hoping to pay his shining
way with the proceeds of his vocation. When
he brought up in Boston he was pounced upon
for shining without a license. As the story
has it, he had not money enough to pay for a
license, though the boot-black's license does
not have to be paid for. However, there are
conditions about going to school which the
wanderer could not comply with ; and the great
charitable city of Boston would not allow the
poor boy to gain his daily 'bread by shining
boots about the Hippodrome.
The future groat man was Borely troubled,
but not dismayed. Glancing at a newspaper
at a news-stand, his eye caught a little para
graph stating that the United States receiving
ship Sabine, at Portsmouth, N. H., had been
made n school ship of instruction for boys. He
recognized his destiny in a moment, and his
mind was made up. He would enlist on the
Sabine, enter the navy, and become a great
commander. Shaking the inhospitable dust of
Boston from his dilapidated shoes, he trudged
off to Portsmouth, fifty miles or more, distant.
Shining his way through the intervening towns,
he reached the seaport of New Hampshire, and
inquired for the whereabouts of the Sabine.
Going on board with fluttering heart, he told
something of his story to the commander, and
expressed a desire to enlist. Alas for his hopes!
he could not be taken without a parent or
guardian to be responsible for him. The com
mander was sorry, for he liked the boy's looks
and manner, but he had no discretion in the
matter.
Sadly the youth turned back to the city of
Portsmouth, cogitating on tbe hard limitations
put upon struggling povorty by the great, re
spectable world. Bat "give up" was not in
his "bright lexicon," and he wandered up and
down the streets in search of a guardian in a
city of strangers. With the keen judgment of
human nature which his rough life had given
him, ne scanned tbe faces of the passers-by.
Passing the City Hall, his eye caught the coun
tenance of Mr. Israel Marden, the City Marshal.
This was his man. Asking to speak with him
a moment, he went with the Marshal into his
office, and with anxious, eager heart told him
his history. "And now, please Bir," he added,
"will you be my guardian and enlist me so that
I can learn something that will bo of benefit to
me hereafter?" The Marshal consented, and
went straight to the office of the Probate
Judge, and became the legal father of the
fatherless boy. Then he went with him to the
Sabine, where he was received by Commander
Cooke, and the boy was speedily enrolled in
the school of instruction. That boy's name is
unanes Howard, and ne is now seventeen
years old. His eagerness to learn, and his
pluok, have already made him a favorite with
the officers. Marshal Marden is proud of his
boy and predicts for him a great future.
Swearing.
Of all bad habits, it would be difficult to
name one that has less reason or provocation
in it than that of using profane of vulgar lan
guage. When coolly viewed, the not of one
human being calling violently on his Maker to
deliver over his fellow man to condemnation,
is wicked in the extreme; it is not only a vain
and irreverent use of his Maker's name, but it
is the expression of a hateful and infernal wish.
It is not only wicked and hateful, but it is use
less and irrational; it brings no pleasure, nor
comfort, nor relief. No swearer is ever the
wiser, richer, or happier for his curses. The
language furnishes all the words and terms
needed to give strength and vigor to expression,
without resorting to oaths and curses. All the
words needed to express indignation, and wrath
oven, are found in it. An oath does cot give
strength nor emphasis to tho truthful man's
yea; and all the oaths and maledictions that
can be imagined cannot give strength to the
words of a liar. Swearing is chiefly a habit;
tho oath which the apparently well bred man
utters in a moment of passion or vexation
niuv be overlooked, for it is perhaps an accident;
but for the f jul volley of oaths and curses that
the habitual swearer pours out in ordinary con
versation, or on slight provocation, there is no
shadow of excuse. They are a shame to him
self and a disgust to his acquaintances. Some
men are such slaves to the vicious habit that
they swear without knowing it; they converse
in n dialect of oaths. They would be disgusted
themselves if they could soe one of their sim-
)lo conversations in print, with ooarse oaths
iristliug all along the line of their remarks.
Profanity and vulgarity do not always go to
gether, but they are apt to. The searer is in
danger of becoming vulgar, nnd the vulgar
man is almost invariably a swearer. When
both habits meet in tho same individual, they
ninke him iutensely offensive to nil pure-minded
people. It is imagined by fouim that nn oec.i
sionnl oath or a little vulgarity gives spice and
flavor to conversation; but if it does.it is n very
offensive flavor. There is nothing more charm
ini; than chaste and simple language, nnd it is
worth auy man's while to cultivate the habit of
using it. An oath would not be considered n
flavor to the conversation of a modest uud
beautiful maiden; neither ran it justly be held
to add to the piquauoy of the courerotition of a
man.
Oca Tkll talk Lips. I have noticed that
the lips beoome more or less contracted in the
course of years, in proportion as they are ao
customed to express good hnmor nud gener
osity, or peevishness and a contracted mind
llemark tbe effort which a moment of ill
temper or grudgingness has npou the lips, aud
judge what may be expected from an habitual
series of such movements. Remark the re
verse and make a similar judgment,' The
mouth is tbe lankest part of the face; it can't
in tbe least conceal its sensatious. We can
neither hide ill-temper with it, nor good; we can
affect what we please, but affectation will not
help us. In a wroug cause it will only make
our observers resent tbe endeavor to impose
upon them. The mouth is the seat of one
class of emotions, as the eyes are of another;
ur, ramer, ii expresses ine emotions, oui in
greater detail and with a more irrepressible
leudenoy to lie in motion. It is the region of
smiles and dimples, and of a trembling ten
derness; of a r harp sorrow, or a full breathing
Joy; of oandor, of reserve, of anxious care, or
liberal sympathy. The mouth, out of its many
sensibilities, may be fancied throwing up one
great expression Into tbe eye as many lights
iu a city reflect broad luster into the heav
ens. 'Areiiotytcaf Journal.
"Door-Steps."
The following warm weather suggestion comes
to us from the country:
A country house in summer is delightful in
proportion to its piazzas and its shade trees.
The shade trees are for noonday heats, but the
piazzas belong especially to the "golden hour,"
the gloaming and the moonlight. The house
itself has to be, but when one c in make the
compromise between the Ipastoral simplicity of
living altogether out of doors and the civilized
necessity of architecture, it is fairto suppose
that the happy medium is attained. And just
at the door steps there is this combination ot
security and freedom, of unconslraint and the
proprieties, which satisfies at the same time
the natural proclivities and the artificial tastes.
Certainly the summer breezes and odors have
something to do with one's enjoyment; but the
ascetio value of the surroundings is a large un
known quantity.
One does not often sit solitary on one's door
step to watch the stars. There is a sort of
sociability that is of the summer. Perhaps it
comes more perceptibily to us who have just
escaped the rigors of winter; at any rate, it be
longs especially to the summer time, and takes
tone and color from the surroundings. It is a
part of the twilight in the country, and has a
prominent place in everybody's "vine and tig-
tree ideal.
At first the family is attracted to the one per
son sitting on tbe door step?. The modern
piazza is a mere expansion of the primitive
door steps, and is the same significant border
country. Theoares aud anxieties of life are "to
be continued" ano'her day, like a serial story
in the next number of the magazine. In the
meantime, there is the border country,
where there is neither house work nor garden
labor. After the family are assembled, friends
drop in, and neighbors stop at the gate. They
have something sensible to say, s, "what
beautiful roses you have I" or, "I've brought
you some harvest apples." Then they come
up the gravel walk; you extend to them the
hospitalities of your door steps, and sociability
is accomplished. . There are no elaborate toilets
to prepare, no "fuss and feathers." And to be
social without tho aid of "the butcher, the
baker, the candlestick maker," is beyond be
lief ; one accepts it es certain spiritual mani
festations are accepted as a matter of experi
ence. It was in this way that our sociables
originated, and we called them, Blgnifioantly,
"doorsteps." It is a good name. Gradually we
found out the morale that I've already attempted
to indicate. It does not limit us to the outside
or the inside of the house, but only means a
homely, home-like hearty hospitality, better
than mere sans souci.
The silver moon rolls on to our faint praises,
and we talk commonplaces to its accompani
ment. Does anybody suppose that on this ac
count we don't know how beautiful it all is?
The light falling sofily on the tree tops and in
silvery shafts among the branches; the dim,
hazy shadows on the lawn; the lake or river
glittering in the valley, and the pale gray moun
tains beyond. Of course we know all about it,
but we don't encroach on the domains of the
poets and essayists. So we talk our common
places, and find ourselves refreshed and
cheered thereby. I can't pretend to tell why
this is so, but the knowledge is drawn from ob
servation. We are literary chiefly in the way
of reminiscences. Our dramatic recitatives are
often the well remembered treasures of our
school days. We rescue "Sir John Moore"
and "Marco Bozzaris" from oblivion.
Somebody remembers a little of Shakespeare
or has learned a little of Tennyson, and that
satisfies our modest ambition. Scribner for
August.
Br the use of the telegraph we are enabled to
answer Job (xxxviii. 35) in tbe affirmative, who
2,000 years ago asked, "Canst thou send light
nings, that they may go and say unto thee,
Here we ore?"
Man as Compared with the Steam Engine.
The useful effect of steam is not far from ten
per cent, of the theoretic value of tbe coal
consumed iu its production, while careful esti
mates fix the efficiency of the human person
which is nothing more nor less than a
machine at about twenty-three per cent.
of the value of the food consumed. The
human machine, then is greatly superior,
in its efficiency, to the steam engine, giving out
more than twice the per centage of work; but
it is vastly-more costly. According to an elab
orate estimate made by M. de Saint-Robert.
recently published in the Revere Scienlifique, of
I worK performed by a man, it would be neces
I sary to employ eight men to obtain one horse
I power. Estimating the cost of coal at ten dol
lars per ton, and tbe wages of a man at the
very low rate of forty cents per day, the ex-
pense of this amount of power (one horse
power; lor a day of eight Hours would be
about ten cents for the steam engine, and three
dollars and twenty cents for its equivalent of
eight men.
Utilizing: Silk Rags. It is stated, in Les
Mjndes, that one of the wealthiest English
1 velvet manufacturers, Mr. LUtar, worked his
. way to success by years of patient labor in
Bcarch of a way to utilize silk racs. He began
i by buyiug up all such waste at less than a cent
h pound, aim np to tne year lobi be bad ex.
I pended the immense sum of over il.IJOO.OOO in
I fruitless efforts to find a process. Nothing
' daunted, nowever, be continued bis experi
ments, and within the past ten years has dis
covered a method of converting such refuse
into yeivet ot tbe nnest quality. He now car
ries on thU industry in England, iu an estab
lishment which employs some 4,000 workmen,
and hundreds of travellers are also employed
whose sole business is to buv the silk waste.
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nun iuib luey uu iu nu pans ui me sioue. ins
lactory is sum to nave cost nearly $3,uuu,uuu
Cleanino Tubes is Tubular Boilers. R,
Weinltg, of Magdeburg, recommends the fol
lowing apparatus for sweeping the tubes in
locomotive and other tubular boilers. A copper
tube, about oue-fifth of an inch in diameter,
aud cantraoted n little at one end, is provided
with u wooden handle, and also with a hole
where steam may be introduced through a rub
ber tube. The handle should be a yard long
or more, tbe copper pipe long enough to reach
through tbe fire box or smoke chest and pro
ject a short distance ioto the tubes to be
cleaned. Tbe fireman tikes the wooden handle
under bis arm, inserts a pipe into a tube, ad
mits the steam by meaus of a suitable stop
cock attached for that purpose, and 'rotates tbe
tube round tbe side of the tube. The escaping
steam cleans the tube in a short time, and in a
very convenient manner, without disturbing
the working of the boiler, or exposing the fire
man to beat, smoke or dirt.
His Feklino Reply. One of Kokomo's
prominent citizens, on beine asked wbv he didn't
i attend his wife's funeral, feelingly replied, with
tears beating down his weather-beaten counte-
' nance, " Wal, you Bee, boys, I had no idee they
m goln' to plant Hannah so soon; didn't know
nutmn' or it tin this undertaker came lopiu'
round tbe corner with tbat black dead animal
wagon of hisn, an' then 'twas too late for me to
find the bUckin'brush, an' I thort I'd let Jim
take my chance for a free ride, anyhow. Got a
match, Bill?"
Yodffq Folks' CoLdpit.
A Little Girl's Thought.
Golden Hair is such a dear little girl. I am
sure you would every one love her if you knew
her she is so merry and sunny. When she
comes in, it is like a Bhimmer of bright sun
shine. Her mamma says that is partly because
of the -floating, shining yellow hair, and calls it
her preciouB "fleece of gold;" but I think it is
also because she has such a gentle, loving
spirit, that it fairly shines out from the dear
little face and earnest eyes. She is a thought
ful child, nnd sometimes says the queerest and
funniest things. How you would laugh if you
could near tnem i i win ten you j usi one oi
her odd sayings:
She is very eager to learn and to understand
every thing well, and keeps some one busy
most of the time reading, talking and explain
ing. Do you know any more like her, you
dear, troublesome mites? for she is a real
little girl, and this is an "all true" story.
One evening mamma had been reading to
her about this great earth-ball of ours, its size
and form, its motions, jind how the great moun
tains are no higher, according to the size of the
earth, than the pimples on the rind of 'an
orange, or the valleys any deeper than the
tiny indentations between. This most puzzled
and interested her, and she begged mamma to
explain again and again.
She got a large orange and put the active
little brain to a hard study trying to understand
the comparative difference between the bumps
on the orange and the mountains on the earth.
Mamma told her carefully, and she sat rub
bing her little hand slowly and thoughtfully
over tbe orange, After a while she looked up
brightly and Biid: "Oh, I know! If a great
angel should rub his hand over the earth this
way, it would fesl jast like an orange to him."
"Eat the orange, my dear," said mamma.
Scott Campbell,
How the Dog Had His Likeness Taken.
Cmsar was a fine Newfoundland dog of great
intelligence, owned by Mrs. Richardson of
Lowell. One morning sho took the dog with
some of the children of her family, to a daguer
reotype room, with the view of having the pic
tures taken of the group.
For nearly an hour Mrs. R. tried to place
Csosnr in a posture suitable for the purpose of
getting a likeness; but when she thought he
was all right, he would slowly get up, shake
his huge body, and of course spoil the picture.
Annoyed at his conduct, Mrs. R. opened the
dodr, and, in a stern voice, said to Cwsar, "Go
home, sir! You have displeased me very much;
you shall not stay with us any longer." Here
upon, Crosar slunk away with a crestfallen look,
and Mrs, R. made no further attempt to put
him in the picture. But the next day, much
to her surprise, Caisar came home with a box tied
around his neck. What could itmean? He seemed
to be greatly pleased and wagged his tail express
ively while waiting for the opening of the box,
His mistress was much more surprised when
she found that itcontaineda fine dagnerreotype
of Caesar himself.
At the earliest convenience she called on the
daguerreotypist to see how he succeeded in en-
uciug ine uog into nis room and Keeping nun
quiet. He said that, on the morning following
the failure, he heard a noiso in tbe entry as if
some one were thumping on the door.
On opening it he found Crnsar there with
wistful and eager face. He tried to drive him
away but the dog insisted upon entering, then
walked to the old plaoe directly in front of the
instrument, and sat quietly down, as much as
to say, "Now, sir, I am ready bo make amends
for my undignified behavior of yesterday."
As soon as he saw that the artist had done
with him Caesar rose and stretched himself
with the satisfaction of one who had wiped out
a disgrace by makiog reparation. He then
waited for the daguerreotype, which was tied
around his neck, and he trotted home to his
mistress. Nursery.
Improved Starcb. A beautiful finish can be
given to articles to be starched by taking one
fourth of a pound of starcb, and working it
over and Kneading it wltb a little water, tben
placing five or six pints of water in a pan, and
adding to this a very small quantity of pow
dered borax, a small piece of sugar, and a frag
ment of white wax about the size of a hazel
nut, nnd heating the whole sufficiently. This
water is then to be added to the starch, itith
continual stirring, mixing the two together
uutil tbe whole is as thick as is convenient for
application. If tbe articles are to be made quite
stiff, the strength of the starch may be inoreased
two or three fold.
TnK Gulf Stream. The deep sea sound
ings of Lieut. Berryman confirm the prevailing
theories concerning the cause of the Gulf
Stream. At the depth of 2,000 feet in'the
straits of Florida, tha temperature is only three
degrees above freezing, while deep soundings
on the telegraph route show a temperature of
ten to fifteen deg. below the freezing point.
Hence the warmer and lighter water is from
the Mississippi crowded to the surface, and is
forced toward tbe colder regions of the North,
while tho denser waters of the North flow south
to restore the equilibrium.
How to Test a Safety Valve. When you
have no steam in the boiler, secure the valve
stem to the lever, and attach a spring balance
to the lever just over the center of tbe valve
stem. Then raise the lever slightly, so as to
get the valve clear of the seat, and note the
reading of the spring balance. Then divide
this reading by the area of the valve iu square
inches, and the quotient will be the pressure in
pounds per square inch at which the valve
opens. Tbe attention of all who wish to test
tneir safety valves is invited to this extremely
simple and accurate method. Scientific Amtrt--can.
A Crooked Railroad. It it said that the
Colorado Central railroad, which is twenty-one
miles. In length, is built among the rocks and
ledges, and is known to be the crookedest line
ever built. At tut three places is the track
straight, and tben only for a distance of 300
feet. It is moreover said that the legislature
granted the company a charter as a joke, never
expecting tbnt it would be built, yet It baa
proved a profitable investment to the builders.
Mineral Wool. A .New York paper states
that A nrtw InvAntinn Vtaa Hunll. .4.A.J .1...
attention of manufacturers. It is the produo-
" yaueu, --.mineral wool " ,irom ,tne
SParka Of a fonnrlAr'A fnrnnnA hv Vi1nartn tliA
flowing sparks through a current of steam,
which will transform them into fine, flexible,
and elastio threads, about a yard long. ThU
article, acknowledged as a first-class non-conductor.
iS WAll Arlftntad fni MntMn. In .aaa
where loss or increase of heat are not desired.
Although made out of common sparks or dross,
it has a bright white color similar to that of
IAJVLUU.
A Governor, th Tirunn Tka AuA.a.. i
Kentucky was marched into the police court,
at Frankfort, a few days ago, and aned $1. Tho
offense was tbat he had phyed croquet on tha
Slate Hou-e grounds.